El Amor Más Fuerte

Interrogate your gaze and it always answers me
That we will fight here or beyond the horizon
I don't know where we'll end up, maybe exiled
But I will raise my red flag in your hands

Let's keep raising class consciousness
And one day they'll pay for it
Let's help each other not to be cowards
I don't believe in any love other than revolutionary
United for much more than just liking each other

My trench in your lips
Doesn't protect me from repression
But it does make me better armed
The nights I spend by your side are
Like defeated amateurs in Stalingrad

Maybe one day we'll die for a just cause
I know you could do it, that's why I like you so much
Comrade, don't let me lose hope
And tell me there will be a tomorrow
Where the oppressed win

Tell me that one day they'll pay for it
That they won't return to power ever again
That if we have descendants, they won't grow up
In this decadent and rotten society

Remind me that this won't be in vain
That I still have to put a gun in my hand
That the red blood I shed
Will one day flow from those who have trampled us

The resistance continues, so imprisoned and so free
Like a drawing by Manuel Pérez Martínez
As long as injustices hurt us
We'll know that the poison of those pigs didn't affect us

Companion of rage
I burn again if you remind me
In the asylum out there
That our sane minds
Don't have to apologize to anyone
For needing the Revolution as much as air

When everything changes, we won't be here anymore
But fighting for the future with you makes me happy
Of all that I felt
I keep your understanding
After years with the heart
In a concentration camp

Often when I see you in my bed
I feel what those bearded men on the Granma felt
If my life ends, pick up my hatred and hit them hard
I'll be with ours
Watching how this world changes

Tell me that one day they'll pay for it
That they won't return to power ever again
That if we have descendants, they won't grow up
In this decadent and rotten society
Remind me that this won't be in vain

That I still have to put a gun in my hand
That the red blood I shed
Will one day flow from those who have trampled us
Another red dawn in our bed

Then red sea to the gray that used to call us
Let them close doors on me, I'll open your legs
Seeking the well-being that the System denies us
My friend, you can make sure it continues
Facing their rotten dynamics

I wish for you like a political prisoner wishes for amnesty
After the socialist victory that guides us lost
If one day we have children, we can look them in the eye
Tell them we resisted so they wouldn't be stepped on

It would start all the problems that threaten us
By fighting against the Progressives
And the Right-wing pigs
I no longer feel so alone not being able to fall asleep
Dreaming awake that we are finally free

You remove the frost from my heart and varnish it
With the blood of the guilty
Who have your caresses
Tell me that one day they'll pay for it
That they won't return to power ever again

That if we have descendants, they won't grow up
In this decadent and rotten society
Remind me that this won't be in vain
That I still have to put a gun in my hand

That the red blood I shed
Will one day flow from those
Who have trampled us
My companion of rage
Remind me
That one day they'll pay for it
That they won't return to power ever again
Thank you for not selling your essence
The strongest love is revolutionary
United for much more than just liking each other